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  • Lol, it’s a bill dude. That’s how bills work. The bill is called The Epstein Files Transparency Act. There is nothing special about this bill that would make it go straight from the House to the Justice Department. It still has to go through the Senate and be signed into law by the president before it takes effect.

    You fell for the bait. And I get it, you’re probably scrambling now, looking up the actual reality of the situation going “No… No, that can’t be right… If that was how it worked then all this would be meaningless, and if this is all meaningless then why would every news site and social media board be talking about it as if it wasn’t? People would have to be complete, ignorant, fucking idiots for that to be the case…”

    And now you know why I’m going bald.




  • …“If”?.. Do people just not understand the bare fucking basics of how the government works?

    It won’t release on Tuesday. Not because of any kind of cover up, but because it’s only in the House right now. If on Tuesday the House votes to release it… It goes to the Senate. And they won’t vote on it that same day. There is no “if” it releases on Tuesday because there is literally no route for that to happen. And even moving forward, it’s extremely unlikely to ever get released this way.

    That’s why I’ve been pulling my hair out at all the idiots going “OMG we got the 218 signatures now! They’re gonna vote to release it!!1!”

    Yea… In the House. Then it goes to the Senate. Then it goes to Trump’s desk where he’s essentially guaranteed to veto it. Then it goes back to the house who now needs a 2/3rds majority, which they don’t have.

    That’s how fucking bills work. We learned this in fucking grade school with schoolhouse rock. “Oh we have the signatures now!” is completely meaningless. It’s like celebrating you won the lottery when all you’ve done is buy a ticket; you still don’t stand a snowballs chance in hell.




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    Are you saying that if I go to imgflip and spend 10 seconds putting text on an image; that I can… No, that I deserve to put my watermark on it? That my meme is so sacred, and so important, that I should make sure to plug my Instagram on it? Look at me! Look at me! I made a funny everyone! Please acknowledge me!

    If someone slaps their name on something that cost them next to zero time, effort, or creativity, then it’s not credit. It’s just a fucking ad.





  • not from the videos I’ve watched, the many stories I’ve read

    And how many of those didn’t have a certain narrative they were trying to push? Do you have any idea how ignorant you sound when your source for your opinion on millions of people in the worst of circumstances is “I saw some videos and read some stories”.

    Let me ask you, have you actually talked with any of these fellow human beings out on the street? Have you spent even a second interacting with them besides shooting them a scowl as you pass by? Or were you worried they might get their “poor” on you, and so you avoided them like they were diseased?

    Your world view is shit, little boy. Your parents have raised you in ignorance and have let their own lack of empathy spread into you and fester. Maybe keep your opinions to yourself about people who are struggling when you don’t even know the meaning of the word.







  • Here’s a little thought experiment: If someone offered you a magical pill that could keep you healthy and fit and you never had to work out again, would you take it?

    If the answer is yes, then it’s because while you may like the results of working out; deep down you know the actual act of working out fucking sucks. If such a pill existed, you wouldn’t keep lifting weights or running on a treadmill just for the hell of it.

    It’s fine to like the results of working out. Hell, I like the results. I like being healthy. I like not having heart problems. But I’m not going to fucking delude myself like a gullible idiot and say that what it takes to achieve those things is somehow enjoyable. Because it’s not. Working out is fucking awful. Just because it’s the only option doesn’t mean I have to pretend to like it.


  • Golly gee, you’re telling me that the reason I dislike the shitty activity that sucks and make me feel terrible is only because I’m forced to do the shitty activity that sucks and makes me feel terrible? You’re saying that if I trick my brain into thinking that the shitty activity that sucks and makes me feel terrible somehow isn’t shitty, doesn’t suck, and doesn’t make me feel terrible; I’ll somehow believe it? Sorry, my brain doesn’t work like that. It tends to reject blatant fucking lies, especially when they come from myself.

    I’m sure there are people who practice self-flangellation that have convinced themselves that they like it. Doesn’t make it any less of a stupid activity that anyone with sense would recognize is fucking awful.